Monday, June 10, 2013

Waking the Sleeper




At four in the morning,
I woke from dreams of you
to your knock at my window.

I opened the door.
You came into my arms.
"And like a fool you let me in,"
you murmured, smiling.

At four in the morning,
your knock at my window
woke me,
woke me
from my long sleep.

*image from google

13 comments:

  1. It's good to be 'awake' at any time. I like this Sherry it has layers of meaning.

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  2. Now that, Sherry, is an arrow that always finds its mark!

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  3. Wonderful haunting quality to this one Sherry. Leaves so much to the reader's imagination and can go in so many directions.

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2013/06/10/fishing-for-memories/

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  4. Check your spam. Left another comment on another poem earlier but it just kept disappearing.

    Elizabeth

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  5. Let's see now: I can't imagine God saying that nor a goddess--it could be an issue, an animal, a vampire, but I am going to reach for something more delicious . . .

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  6. A knock, a window that is opened at four in the morning and, oh, from a long sleep. My interpretation of this piece gives me a feeling of spirituality, mi amiga. :-)

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  7. This poem works on so many levels, Sherry. i like the fact that you left the identity of the one knocking up to the reader's imagination.

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  8. Hmmmm, there is a mystery here. I have my guess.

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  9. I love the wonder in these words...this is haunting! And I love mysteries ;D

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  10. But are you awake? Or is it a dream?

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  11. This is gorgeous Sherry I can envision it romantically which warms my heart or with the image of the dove more comically. Lately birds have been all over me I think they are after my hair for their nests lol

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